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[i]Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks[/I][/center]
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Lauren slowly opened her eyes to the sounds of war drums out in the distance, she looked down at her feet seeing herself standing on top of a dune. Her attention then turned to see Reginald, Peter and William she wasn't sure why the three of them were in the dream with her. She jumped slightly hearing the sounds of cries of death and the clashing of steel against flesh, and steel hitting against steel. She watched the battlefield before her, unable to move or try and get away from the scene before her Lauren saw men with what appeared to have a lions head fighting against weird scorpion like creatures.

It was all around her, and no matter what she tried to do Lauren couldn't move the war was all around her she watched in the distance as a giant lion and a scorpion were fighting against each other. Her eyes scanned the battle going around her, until her eyes finally fell upon a man sitting on a throne with what appeared to be a head of a jackal upon his head. She noticed the cat curled up in his lap, then her attention went to the scale on the jackal man head's lap was. Lauren with a confused look noticed the feather that was on it as well, she was confused with everything going on around her.

Lauren then felt a sharp searing pain going through her chest, then something warm and very wet slowly sliding down her chest slowly she looked down seeing her chest bloodied with a hole where her heart should be. She saw her own beating heart slowly dripping with her own blood onto the ground, just floating before her as she watched it along with the other's moving over towards the scales.

Lauren suddenly shot up from her bed breathing heavily as she pulled the covers off of her hands quickly patting over and looking down at her chest. Seeing everything that was still intact Lauren let out a sigh of relief it was just yet another weird fucked up dream to her, ever since she came to Cairo. She still felt tired, Lauren started making her way over towards the table pouring herself a glass of wine that was there from the night before Lauren instantly downed it rather quickly Lauren then slammed the glass down onto the counter. [color=cyan]"Dè an ifrinn gun robh aisling?"[/color] She asked herself.

Lauren slowly stumbled over towards the edge of her bed putting on her clothes she had been wearing the day before, and turned towards the door slowly opening it up. She saw the guard down at one end of the hallway Lauren. Though something was bothering her still and wondered why Reginald, Peter and William were in the dream with her, she wasn't even sure if she could go and ask them.

[hider=Translation]Gaelic: "Dè an ifrinn gun robh aisling?" = "What the hell was that dream?" [/hider]